Chen Zhengtai picked up the pen and wrote down another Chen.

This time, it was the Taiwan cabinet system that was vigorously advocated by the Ming Dynasty officials.

Such a font may not have high artistic value, but it can be better than being upright and formal, horizontal and vertical, neat and tidy. At first glance, it is very ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that this font is smooth and round, chic and elegant. The knot is graceful and elegant, graceful and moderate.

"Huh?" Chen Zhengtai couldn't help but be surprised, because he noticed that this Taige style, which was the official font of the Ming Dynasty, was actually the most suitable for engraving printing, and the font did not have too much to show off the atmosphere, and the structure of the glyphs was also suitable for printing.

Writing three fonts in a row, Chen Zhengtai felt that his wrist hurt a little.

Although his wrist hurt, he was very satisfied, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Yes, this is the best, this is the best, just use this, you see, how about it?" ”

When he turned around, he saw that the nine scholars were already stupid, staring at the ink under their pen like crazy demons, and their faces were unnatural.

"The word of the benefactor...... Where did you learn it? Hao Chujun strained his face and looked very serious.

Chen Zhengtai smiled: "I learned it from some masters." ”

"Which one is superior?" Hao Chujun looked suspicious, and then said with a serious face: "Benefactor, can you introduce this master to us?" ”

This......

Isn't this a bar lift?

Your uncle, where the hell am I going to find you a master, Song Huizong and Yan Zhenqing have not been born yet.

See Chen Zhengtai's speech.

"Please also ask the benefactor to fulfill it."

Seeing him pressing step by step.

Chen Zhengtai said angrily: "Is it okay for me to think about it myself?" ”

Really......

The hearts of the nine people were in turmoil.

No wonder, if there really is such a master, such a font, I am afraid that it has already spread all over the world, how can they know nothing.

This benefactor seems...... It's not easy.

"How did the benefactor figure it out?" Hao Chujun stared at Chen Zhengtai deadly, completely breaking the casserole and asking to the end.

Chen Zhengtai didn't care, in fact, the traverser brought a little thing from the afterlife to this world, and it was not difficult to explain.

The difficulty is that a conscientious traveler cannot take the things of the afterlife as his own, and once people have a sense of shame, it is not easy to explain these phenomena.

It's just that Chen Zhengtai is a person with a conscience, after all...... To be kind, you have to give Yan Zhenqing and Song Huizong, who were born in the future, a bite to eat, right.

But now that people are more serious, Chen Zhengtai can't explain it anyway, he sighed in his heart, and had to reply: "It's easy to think about it, just four words: hard work, struggle!" ”

Hao Chujun suddenly wanted to cry.

The people of Li Yifu on the side were also crying and laughing, and we were working hard, but why couldn't we figure it out?

Obviously, this benefactor is idle all day long, doing this today, and doing that tomorrow, is this also considered 'hard work'?

Chen Zhengtai said with emotion: "There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea, you study hard, which will benefit you immensely in the future, of course, don't take me as a flaunt everywhere, you can't learn." ”

“……”

"In the past few days, in addition to reviewing your homework and preparing for the scientific examination, you have free time, I will write down a copybook, you copy it well, you must copy this copybook with your heart, I will be of great use in the future, please help me repair the book together." Of course, the scientific examination is imminent, and it is also very important to study, so I will tutor you when I have time. ”

Chen Zhengtai dropped this sentence and slipped away.

The nine people were still staring at the poster, silent.

They surrounded the calligraphy, the three Chen characters carefully observed, the benefactor's penmanship is still a little rusty, but its penmanship is amazing, such a person, only afraid of the sky, it is amazing.

Li Yifu couldn't help muttering to himself: "If you learn to practice with him, your life will not be in vain." ”

There were many people who nodded silently.

Hao Chujun thought hard, why, why can people write such calligraphy, I have been studying hard for ten years, practicing the way of calligraphy every day, but there is no progress?

People are more popular than people.

……

Chen Zhengtai slipped out of the school, just wanted to go home, find out the textbook and sort it out, but saw a sudden riding shadow whistling in front of him, and saw Li Chengqian riding a high-headed horse, excited, a group of eunuchs and guards behind him panting chasing him, he reined in front of Chen Zhengtai, his spirit was bright, and he said happily: "Senior brother, do you go horseback with Lone, Lone's riding skills are very remarkable." ”

Recently, Li Shimin allowed Li Chengqian to come to Erpigou at any time, this Li Chengqian can be regarded as letting go of himself, running blindly here every day, Chen Zhengtai saw him riding on a horse, showing off his might, and shook his head: "I don't ride a horse, I will break my leg." ”

Li Chengqian glared at him: "Twist and pinch, not a good man." ”

Chen Zhengtai didn't eat his agitation method, just shook his head at him, and suddenly Chen Zhengtai thought of something, Li Chengqian in history broke his leg and finally went lame.

Chen Zhengtai couldn't help but beat a spirit, and was about to stop him, but Li Qiankun tightened the reins and drove away.

Chen Zhengtai had no choice but to shout at his back.

"Senior brother, you ride slower and be careful of breaking your leg."

Seeing Li Chengqian roaring away, there was no response.

Chen Zhengtai had no choice but to shout in a loud voice: "If you want to ride elsewhere, don't come to Erpigou...... Ditch...... Ditch...... Ditch ......"

His voice was about to shout hoarse, but Li Chengqian ignored him completely, and Chen Zhengtai had no choice but to shrug his shoulders.

Took out the primary school Chinese and mathematics textbooks from the bedroom, Chen Zhengtai hid in the study, spread out the paper, at this time he was very attentive, textbooks, although there were occasional jokes, but to a certain extent, Chen Zhengtai was still quite in awe.

Because this is the peak period of mankind in later generations, through a set of effective learning methods pondered by countless experts and scholars, it has gathered the efforts of countless people in the education field.

In this era when there is only private learning or only family education, people are just piling up more resources to train their own children for education.

The greatness of the textbook lies in the fact that it adopts a very scientific method, through slow accumulation and gradual method, so that people can start from the beginning of the vocabulary and slowly master the knowledge.

Chen Zhengtai cautiously began to transcribe.

Although this thing is not from the East, this thing is indeed the greatest innovation in the history of mathematics, so Chen Zhengtai almost copied all of it.

However, the language needs to be extremely careful, if you are not careful, you may get some big news out, and if you don't do it well, someone will be caught.

So he has to be careful and careful, and cautious and cautious.

Pinyin is also not available, fortunately...... For those who have no foundation at all, this Chinese textbook is equivalent to the civilian version of the "Sunflower Treasure Book" in this era.

Princess Sui'an came to look for Chen Zhengtai twice, and saw Chen Zhengtai lock himself in the study, every time outside the study, he could see the third uncle probing his brain, and when he saw someone coming, he left with his hands behind his back, carrying a birdcage, and leaving like nothing.

"Senior brother, are you repairing books?"

Chen Zhengtai had already packed up the manuscript, and this matter could not be seen by Princess Sui'an.

"What kind of book did my senior brother cultivate?"

Chen Zhengtai saw that she looked good recently, with a smile on her eyebrows, nine times out of ten, it was her father who was fortunate that her mother was a little frequent, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, what a good child.

"It's just an ordinary book, it's just an ordinary book, it's a matter of fun, anyway, it's okay to do it, as a cultivation of sentiment."

Princess Sui'an couldn't help blinking, and said seriously: "I think the book that Senior Brother cultivates must be extremely powerful." ”

Chen Zhengtai laughed and covered up the past.

A few days later, the content of the first to third grades of primary school that he copied was completed, and Chen Zhengtai first asked nine readers to copy it, all of which were written in Taige style, and then he looked for craftsmen to prepare for engraving.

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, printing had not yet appeared.

So everything has to be done all over again, fortunately, this is not an advanced technology, and because only the text is printed, so there is no need to use movable type printing, the craftsmen he is looking for are all exquisite stonemasons, but this time they are not asked to engrave words on the stone, but on the copper plate, Chen Zhengtai gave a lot of money, and the craftsmen also worked hard.

The first small printing workshop in the Tang Dynasty was established in Erpigou.

Hao Chujun and the nine people witnessed this inked copperplate printing pages full of handwriting on white paper, and they were shocked and trembled.

They never imagined that a book, no longer copied by hand, but through such printing again and again, as if stamped with a large seal, came out in the last copy, and in just one hour, more than two hundred copies of the same text were printed.

This...... It's unimaginable.

Hao Chujun looked at everything in front of him silently, the people who 'made' the book were no longer readers, but a group of craftsmen who didn't even know how to read big characters, they controlled the brass engraving, replenished the ink at any time, and finally made the 'book', on the other side, someone arranged different pages into a book, and all this ...... For Hao Chujun, it was like a dream.

"Engong...... Why was this book printed? ”

Hao Chujun looked at Chen Zhengtai, and he began to feel more and more that Chen Zhengtai was like a monster.